Fate

Chapter 22

The sink filled with red water as Hakyeon rinsed every single inches of his hand, making sure there was no traces of it whatsoever. He didn't like the smell of blood. It made him feel nauseating.

"Hakyeon...... your hand is cleaned now....." Leo mumbled, eyes fixed on Hakyeon's hand. They were shaking. Even a few minutes ago the one that was so strong was now shaking before him. His whole body was jerking a little from time to time. Hakyeon stopped, gawking at the red water before him. The sight he had in mind was frightening him now.

Stop shaking!

Hakyeon ordered himself several times, but his body wouldn't follow. His body went numb and he felt as if all the stress of the world had made it's home in his legs. He felt weak, perhaps more restless, and before he even realized it, he was all crumpled up on the floor.

What's wrong?

He asked himself seeing hands tremble, the shirt wrapped around his waist,still smelt of fresh blood. Nervously he took it off, threw it somewhere a bit farther, changed into the sleeveless shirt that Hyuk had gave him, but the shaking didn't stop. The blood was tormenting him in an unknown way, he was abhorring it.

He did not plan this day to turn out like this. No, he wanted this day to be just a regular day. Where did he go wrong? Was it the conversation with Leo in the morning? Or was it not picking up their calls? no..

They were all wrong steps taken by him. He was already way too much shaken. And now he felt lonely, scared, threatened.

Yes, lonely to know that he had brought this upon himself today, to know that he truly was alone in this mess. The loneliness scared him. It multiplied the fear within him.

He needed water to calm himself but he refused to get up. He refused to let his eyes wander around, he refused to look before, he refused to look behind.
Behind him stood Leo, who had a mountain of questions for him. They were alone, what if he asked him those questions now? And before him was his own reflection. He didn't want to see it.

Why today out of all day?

He kept on questioning himself, maybe wishing that god would answer him. In his oblivion he even uttered those words out loud. Leo flinched a little, Hakyeon was a mess today. And just like every day, he again didn't understand what was going on that little mind of the human.

"Hakyeon?" He called, his voice as soothing as it could get. Hakyeon's body sent a little jerk in reply.

"Are you crying?" Leo asked, despite of knowing he wasn't. Hakyeon didn't answer. His mind was stuck in that scenario.

"What's wrong?" A bit desperate, Leo kneeled by him, he knew he couldn't touch but yet tried anyway, the hand slowly lightly resting on Hakyeon's upper arms. Hakyeon looked behind over his shoulder. The concern of the ghost seemed too much visible on the expressionless feature of his.

"Are you not scared?" Hakyeon hushed. Leo couldn't catch his words, he rose his eyebrows.

"Scared?"

"Hmm..... the blood.... The smell of it ..... doesn't it make you feel...... dreaded?"

Leo paused a while. Before parting his lips,

"But you seemed so okay a few moments ago...... when you saw the dead body.... Then why are you so-"

"I was okay, right? I was too okay...